A homeboy is someody that
Got your back weather you right or wrong
Somebody that

Exepts you for what'cho are
Not what'cho got on
What'cho can do for them

If you lucky enough to have some then
You know what im talkin bout


Friends im a yellows happy
And not that maby
The chance of meeting someone these days you can trust is skinny

But it seens that there really aint a damn thing you can do
Cuz since the 70's
It seems everybodys been rolling wit a crew

A team a gang a possy or some type click
And if your firm aint think
Then your swab becomes (*##$ed

Be extra careful or the ones you call your partner
Cuz what they really is is a busta out ta rob ya
And where ever your strength has been

Your guided clips and a
Wolf and sheeps clothing
Cuz some of yall aint knowing

Me and you go back like roaches in the projects
And we done been through things they still aint even thought of yet
A good homie is hard to come by

But most time you get done by the ones you trust most
So i gotta make a toast
To my tried and tested

And strait up for reel
Those pull yourself some x-o
This one heres for you


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I done fly one hell
Walk on water
But im damn sure your partner

You can count on me to the end
Get a pen ^!$$%
You can call me homeboy

If i gotta quater
Then you gotta dime
And you can call me up no matta what the time

If you watch my back then ill watch yours
^!$$% you can call me homeboy


Now i done met a lot of haters in my life time
That i woulda smoked if i woulda had a tech-9
But here i stand as a man

And im free ta say
Im hella glad that my momma didnt raise me that way
And the homies i grew up wit

Locs i threw up wit
Is the kinnda fools that you dont wanna buck wit
Why does it seem that the good brothas die

And the evil brothas live
And prosper and multiply
Faster here at sea to the left hand side

Wont some many dirt for the homies that expired
I hope you rest in peace
And when its time for my realease ill

Meet'cha at the crossraods dippin in the loll lows
But until then ima keep my rolls slow
My flow wont tite say rollin wit the flow oh

This is comin from the one and only
And like MC Shares said ill never leave ya lonely


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Me and you is like family

And everbody know that we go back to back
And we go toe ta toe
Comin from the west

Where the sets run thick
Where brothas eat the bang or try ta make a grip
I cross my heart and hope die
I never lie
I run out on mine anywhere any time

Me and my homies dont get involved wit
That he say she say
But if you lost you see to $$# whoppin
With your thing mystery player
Decken like tekken

So show some respect
When respect is given to you
And whatch out for the 42
Fake curve
And fool who got the nerve

To pretend they was there
When last month they wasnt even around
Westcoast Eastcoast and worldwide
My homies in the pen
And my homies that lived and died

Im still the same little nappy head brotha from the eastside
And you can call me homeboy

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